There is definitely a pattern of sorts. This is an equal amount of Chaos to oppose and balancing force. When prana is the breath of life. And the conduit is you. One becomes the vessel. That’s what us humans do. Being the definitive magical working time machine. Whether wide awake or in a dream.
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Pattern of Chaos
The dogma of both materialism and mechanism furmulate synchronicity. This can be seen as a way to refine the concept of material cause and effect, in order to explain things that don’t make sense within a strictly mechanistic world view. Like the crossing threads in a woven fabric, synchronicity and causality interact constantly, with chainsContinue reading “Pattern of Chaos”
Venn Diagram of The Shadows…
Hypnogogic, death embraced logic. A spill not forgotten. A mess tarnished and hardened. One too many shadows to clean at the garden’s. Not necessarily what people want to do. Still are too fickle, this part is true. And in human nature the easiest is pursued. Yet with chaos comes creation. A mothering sense of elimination.Continue reading “Venn Diagram of The Shadows…”
Babylonian Epochs {Electric Icarus Project Collaboration Playlist}
Latest playlist collaborative effort for the Electric Icarus Project. Very ambient, hope you contribute and enjoy!
Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…
It was a hot cicada Summer. He walked the streets among many. His life feeling much like a bummer. It took time but he realized. Life can be great despite circumstances and consequence. This year now seen with his own eyes. To come back a better man. Having done everything you needed to do. FiguringContinue reading “Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…”
Blue Moon Groove ~ Electric Icarus Project Playlist Collaboration
Made a Blue Moon Playlist… It is collaborative so please feel free to add. Hope you enjoy!
Beautiful Life
An ode’ to the living… There is a crossroads, in the mind.This place is actually hard to find.Unsure if it was a left or a right.One will search for crossroads night after night.Until a day comes to slow the ride.The day one notices there is no crossroads to hide.There stuck you see “This crossroad wasContinue reading “Beautiful Life”
Interactive Magazine
A monolith of various form. From the abysmal mind was born. To weave tales of history, mixed with lies. Places where lost treasure may actually hide. To spoil attention at its finest endeavor. Rather odd to have this powerful tether. We don’t bow down to worship thee. Rather we carry you personally. Most attempt toContinue reading “Interactive Magazine”
2020 Summer of Tough
The schism that divides us must fall.For indeed it will concur all. Malice petty, enormous, or nigh. Without companionship we will die. For it’s not only about the ones we love. It resides in more than something above. It is always here and now. People just don’t realize when or how. A place where pastContinue reading “2020 Summer of Tough”
Reviews In History
Found this in my memories from a year ago. A rough day in 2020… Blank it, wipe it clean. That drunkard dream of what it seemed. Eyes stare into the distance. See no hope for resistance. The entire species lost its mind. But not of the insane kind. That would require some kind of repeat.Continue reading “Reviews In History”
Electric Icarus Project Pandora Station
Decided to make a radio station today. I will continue with collaborative playlists. For now, here is an eclectic station. Hope all you Pandora users enjoy it! https://pandora.app.link/x16LIEXp3hb
A Hymn For Salvidor Dali
Pacifico used for; Disenchantment Bay, The Hubbard Glacier, & Hurricane Andrew… Departure: May 21st 2005Port: Seattle, Washington.~ MS Oosterdam ~ The one time I went West. I went about as far Northwest as a traveler can go… To get there, that was damn near a tragedy though. Hurricane Andrew rolled the seas. I remember windsContinue reading “A Hymn For Salvidor Dali”
High and Low, Life Climbing…
Living life is important, remember to have some fun. The special part isn’t just what we become. It’s the journey there too, the one before we’re finally done. Though we do live each individual day under a revolving Sun. Our minds reside 2 decades into the past, like the future visiting 2001. Anything before thenContinue reading “High and Low, Life Climbing…”
The 4 types of Self…
When figuring out you, I, and we. Try remembering me. The one who always deals with change. Act accordingly with each word exchange…
Electric Icarus Project ~ Triggers (Playlist Series)
Triggers come in many shapes and various forms. What I aim to create here is a playlist series that is public and collaborative. Making a series of ever growing playlists that help inspire certain thought and emotion. ‘Triggers’ is the first in this series. That’s a pretty broad category. By all means if it’s anContinue reading “Electric Icarus Project ~ Triggers (Playlist Series)”
The 5 Caves of Life…
Stares at back of hand. Flips Hand Over… The sojourner, Shamen of Foresight and Empowerment. Shadowed by The Dancer of Life. Followed by The Ancestor of Tribes, family, and other fellow kin. That is how to start this tale. So that is where it will begin. Midworld, the Palm. 5 caves each… Always a wayContinue reading “The 5 Caves of Life…”
Saga of an Internet Cowboy…
The music says it all…
A Certain Type of Sound…
Psychedelic Funky Jams meeting Epic Post Rock with Ambience and Cathartic Heavy Brooding Overtones inviting Bass Drops… “A Certain Type of Sound” – An Electric Icarus Project Playlist
Tales of Moths
Pure daylight, closest to Noon I would say. Upon the entrance lay the moth; black, white, and grey. I finished the cleanse, blew out the candle with no delay. For I had decided my work done for today. Once finished I would declare all I could to need to say. Taking out the remainder ofContinue reading “Tales of Moths”
Way of the Ancient Triad
When all had begun there was Chaos, Gaia, and Tartarus. These all being important parts life would supply for us. Chaos to help everything begin and create. Whether big, small, mundane, bad, and even great. Gaia being the place to be, stay, and call our home. Supplying a life to live with experience when weContinue reading “Way of the Ancient Triad”
The Planet Namesake
In a not too distant beginning there was a boy named Saturn. He looked up, and said this area’s the name I have learned. I’ll take that as the name I’ve earned. Later in life he says, “You Jupiter my Son! This area will be the namesake you have won.” Jupiter grew up to haveContinue reading “The Planet Namesake”
Sound of the Wheel of Return…
The endless wheel of return. Karma to some, the long awaited patience earned. For deeds done both right and wrong. That being the tuning for each individual song. Something beautiful, or occasionally wrath. All depending on how someone decided to take a path. Things will be gained and lost too. That which is the paymentContinue reading “Sound of the Wheel of Return…”
Time of a Star…
A star may in fact already be dead. Thus remaining visible because of light speed instead. Something we never need to dread. Knowledge of this is a fact that time can stop. Not ways of the everyday, use of a simple hop to hop. More so in a way we’re not allowed to drop. FromContinue reading “Time of a Star…”
The Melting Shade of Moonlight
A kingdom where Luna can bless us with her grace. Regardless of any human mistakes. There to remind us we are not a disgrace. Sol to remind us of the day to day. The more ordinary life, so to say. An ethical mundane routine, until we grow grey. Still equally import, simply another way. SomethingContinue reading “The Melting Shade of Moonlight”
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